10-08-2020, 12:40 PM
Ezrakel Tsune
"It's as if he's haunting me, wanting me to break under his maddening presence."
"Indeed - some need their mouths wired shut." He chuckled darkly, remembering his own speak out against his father when his brother got chosen for the Rex position. God, that spiraled. Shaking his head, he turned to look into a shadow before looking back toward Stryker.
His tail flicked, as did his eyes as a memory washed at his mind. "Nightmares indeed," He swayed gently at the push, a gentle smile at his lips. "it's been pretty much the same one. Surrounded by darkness, can't see shit. I hear voices, countless voices. They're yelling out my name, asking for me. I respond, then the tone shifts. They're screaming at me, but they're not screaming my name. They want my brother, Ezekiel. They're screaming at me, they want me to tell them where he is," He shuddered for a moment, recalling his own response. "I lie and say 'I don't know' but they don't buy it. I keep telling them 'i don't know', but I know where he is." He scratched at the ground, sighing.
"Fucker's under moss and rocks. Dead."
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗